In order to survive, I do many jobs

"At present, there are many vicious-sexual-incident-accidents in Yokohama caused by people with different abilities. The victim showed headache, chest tightness, rapid heartbeat, tinnitus and other phenomena during the hospitalization process. The preliminary judgment may be seasonal flu. Please everyone Pay attention to living hygiene, open windows in time to ventilate, to avoid fever and illness..."

"Next news: The turnover of Yokohama business district has dropped by 3 percentage points. Is this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature? Merchants hereby appeal: If you don't buy it, I won't buy it. , Rich women, save the children!"

The female anchor on the TV told the latest news in the voice of broadcasting the weather forecast. Dazai Osamu was holding the lollipop that Qianye wholesaled back, sitting with Edogawa Ranpo, with a thick stack of materials in front of each other. Start working overtime.

"Mr. Ranpo," Osamu Dazai felt that he had exhausted his workload for a year today, and the candy in his pocket was almost exhausted, so he couldn't bear it anymore, "Obviously, we just need to wait for Mr. Hanapou to send the information. Why do we have to work non-stop?" He had reason to suspect that Ranpo Edogawa was out to retaliate.

Edogawa Ranpo also had the lollipop given by Qianye, and said vaguely in the sweetness of the candy, "Didn't Kunikida say that the flower bag was killed by the devil? You are very sure that he still Alive."

"That's a matter of course." Osamu Dazai rested his head on his arm, listlessly flipped through the unfinished materials, "Although mice are quick to attack, we have cats."

"That's right. After all, the president and the leader of the port mafia are the first targets of the devil. As a teacher, it is normal for Mr. Natsume Soseki to attack." Edogawa Ranpo tapped the table with his fingers, "Don't Lazy, Dazai, these are your jobs."

Osamu Dazai sighed for a long time, his whole body was lazy and didn't want to move. He recalled the suits on Natsume-sensei's body while turning the pen, and imagined how he felt when he touched the cat - he couldn't imagine it at all, after all, he It becomes a story of a big change and a living cat.

"Disqualification in the world is sometimes not very convenient." Dazai Osamu muttered, "Qianye should like Teacher very much, right? They even took a photo together."

In a certain alley in Yokohama, with a quilt named "Yoshiko" wrapped in a flower bag, she crept behind a three-colored cat, using her supernatural ability to control electrical appliances from time to time to avoid surveillance.

"Your Excellency Natsume, is the place you mentioned safe?" Huadai asked anxiously when he was stuck at home and suddenly encountered an accident. Although he can work as long as he has a computer, he still hopes that the safe house that His Excellency Natsume is talking about is not The black Internet cafe cubicles on the street.Security is quite safe, but it is too unstyled, and the smell of smoke in the Internet cafe will pollute his pure and immaculate Fangzi.

"Meow." The Sanhua cat yelled, licked the fur on its paws, and had an innocent expression of "what are you talking about? I'm just an innocent kitten, I can't understand anything", and raised its head The tail cocked and shook.

"Huh?" I passed the unremarkable alley with the sandwiches and rice balls I bought from the convenience store, and I couldn't help but stop, "Isn't this Mr. Hanakou from the Armed Detective Agency? What are you doing here... Teacher!"

I was super surprised to see the cute and rare male Sanhua on the ground, the big wise eyes, the unique three-color ice cream hair, and the three playful beards that flicked and flicked—is this not Is Lupine's pet cat "Teacher"?

"Teacher, I miss you so much." I rushed forward and lifted the cat high, the cat's limbs drooped naturally, and its eyes looked at me innocently, "As expected of a teacher, the fur is always neat and tidy , is a good pussy with a pink and tender meat pad!"

I took out a tuna rice ball from my shopping bag and offered it to the teacher. It is a very famous tuna rice ball in Yokohama, and each person is limited to one.I originally planned to buy it for Osamu Dazai who worked hard overtime, but since I met the teacher, of course I have to leave the toll! "Teacher, please don't be cautious and eat it!"

The old man is not polite.Inside is a mature male Natsume Soseki moved his small black nose with an inverted triangle, and the fresh aroma of tuna poured into his nasal cavity, which is the taste that cats like!

"The limited-flavored onigiri in this store are very difficult to buy." Hanako said enviously, "Every time I ask Kunikida to bring it to me, he can't get it."

"Heh heh heh, of course." I nodded proudly. There is no online celebrity store in Japan that I couldn't successfully check in. The god-like hand speed is not just talking.

"Mr. Hanakou is going to the Armed Detective Agency to send information? I can take you for a ride." I patted my car, "It's too late, the old driver will take you, get in the car."

"!" Huadai, who was staring at the air the whole time while talking to me, trembled, shaking his head like a rattle, "No, no, no, no, no!"

Letting an ultimate social fear sit in the co-pilot of a girl is to make him explode on the spot?Please respect the social distance between people. Come on, we chat with text messages in the air, and he will be autistic when talking face to face.

"Don't be shy," I looked at the three-flowered cat who jumped onto the motorcycle spontaneously, calmly picked up this weak man who had lived at home for many years, and threw him into my back seat.

"Sit tight," I briefly reminded Huadai, "we're going retrograde, so hurry up."

"Observe the traffic rules, you violent woman—vomit!" After a fast meal, the flower bag that was thrown off the car cruelly threw up in the trash can of the detective agency. No one sympathized with him, and he worked overtime. The members of the detective agency turned to look at him with dull faces, like a group of eerie jungle goblins.

"Flower bag, sir, here you come." Atsushi Nakajima struggled to sit up from the pile of papers, and poured a cup of espresso for the flower bag.

"Is all the information here? Thank you, it was a great help." Kunikida Doppo heaved a sigh of relief, and inserted the USB flash drive into the computer.

"Qianye, I'm so hungry." Osamu Dazai grabbed my arm like a ghost, smelling it, "I smell the smell of sandwiches and rice balls. Is it tuna rice balls? I want to eat them!"

Qianye must have watched him work hard and specially lined up to buy a limited amount of tuna rice balls, Dazai Osamu thought happily, and eagerly spread his two palms together as a gesture of prayer.

"Ah, have you been found out?" Why is the nose so good, the rice balls have been eaten and you can still smell them, "I originally bought them as condolences for Mr. Dazai, but I met my long-lost teacher, so I gave them all to the teacher." I opened the plastic bag to show him, "But there are other flavors, Mr. Dazai can choose it himself."

Osamu Dazai's hands in the air slowly froze. He lowered his head and looked at the kitten who was sitting upright. The cute three-colored cat licked the corner of its mouth dipped in rice grains and meowed innocently.

"Ah!" Osamu Dazai took a step back, and covered his face with a swipe, "How could this be! I lost to a cat!" Mr. Natsume, how old are you and still grab food from him? !

No, it's not just a limited-edition tuna golden rice ball, this is already an act of blatant competition for favor.What if he agreed to have only one cat in the house?Why did he take the stray cat outside without paying attention to it?

I bit a dried plum rice ball, calmly watching Osamu Dazai's facial expressions today.

Since he came to the Armed Detective Agency, Osamu Dazai has become more and more sculpted day by day, letting himself go to the sky and standing shoulder to shoulder with the sun.This man finally saw his heart and released the soul that had been suppressed for a long time. I seemed to see that my favorite candidate had already been decided. If we form a team and sign up for this year's Japan's No. [-] Manga Group Competition, I am confident that I will die laughing in the preliminary stage All the judges of the contest win the championship directly.

"Qianye..." Osamu Dazai looked at me in disbelief, focusing on the sweet and sour plums, and had no intention of acting with him at all, wouldn't you coax him?Are you really not going to coax him?His heart has suffered such a serious trauma, does Qianye really not feel bad at all?

I:……

Sorry, I can't empathize with the runaway cubs in kindergarten. Osamu Dazai will be five and a half years old at most this year, no more.

"It's Xiaomi!" Tanizaki Naomi happily hugged the Sanhuamao, "Did Xiaomi eat the rice balls Qianye sister bought for Mr. Dazai? How does it taste? Brother, Naomi wants to eat tomorrow too!"

It's really delicious, Natsume Soseki nodded in his heart.

"Hey! Don't discuss onigiri anymore!" Sokuni Kida, who is incompatible with everyone, turned on the projector alone, and used his roar to attract the attention of his colleagues, "Mr. Hanabou found the hiding place of the mouse. Our next plan is What?"

"Is it throwing canned herring into the mouse hole?" I actively raised my hand to answer the question, and got a cold glance from the former people's teacher.

"Tch, Mr. Kunikida is the real murderer." I pursed my mouth, and at this moment Osamu Dazai waved his paw at me to indicate that I should listen. I leaned on the back of his chair and put my ear close to him.

"Qianye, later you will be doing this and that and that and that and that and that and that and that and that and that and this and that, do you understand?" Osamu Dazai said in a low voice.

"Understood, leave it to me." I patted my chest, man.

Before leaving the detective agency, I took a sympathetic look at Kunikida-san who was frantically making plans in his handbook.My friend, I assume that you are willing to wipe your foggy glasses and focus your eyes on the two screenwriters sitting below. You will cry and be sad, and you will find that the pangolin has already seen through everything, and you have been captured. They arranged it clearly.

"According to Fyodor's original plan, Hong Kong gangsters and the detective agency will consume each other, and there will indeed not be a few capable people left in the end." I put on my helmet and stepped on my motorcycle, leaned over and twisted the accelerator, the voice Stuffed in the helmet, "then the famous detective of the goose stepped in, and the Thomas train of history rolled off the track. They only had one person who read the script, but we had two director's sons on our side. The minority obeyed the majority, and he lost gone."

I parked my locomotive in front of a supermarket, and the flyer pasted on the window read in bold red letters, "Buy one for all kitchen pots, get two free, no upper limit for buying more and getting more free."

Pots are naturally excellent. Countless glowing dishes are bred in the pots. I like cooking, but I don't like buying pots. The fact is that the pot in our house will burn every now and then, and the fire alarm in the kitchen is always ready to turn into a screaming chicken.

No need to ask, of course it was Osamu Dazai's fault.In the two years since I left him, since I haven't beaten him for two years, he continued to develop his vitality stew series Dabu pills while I was not paying attention, and abruptly turned an innocent small kitchen into a biochemical laboratory. If Atsushi Nakajima, who was the little white tiger in the experiment, hadn't had a good stomach, he would have to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Therefore, pots have gradually changed from household items to consumables in my mind. Every purchase has to be restocked, and the buy one get two free event must not be missed.

But I didn't come to this supermarket today to buy a pot, I came to find someone.

At this time, another friend may want to ask, which of my friends will go crazy in their spare time to grab the price reduction activities of the supermarket?He must be very poor, poor.

Heh, on the contrary, he is the one who spends the most money, even if he goes bankrupt, he can't change his nature of a local tyrant who buys, buys, buys.That's outrageous. Neither Mr. Fitzgerald nor Miss Louisa knows how to cook. Why are you buying pots?

"This is the temptation of discounted products," said Mr. Fitzgerald who was interviewed in the supermarket. "I can't refuse at all, can't you?"

Emmmm is not wrong, I looked at the three pots in my hand and couldn't refute his point of view.

"So, why did Qianye come to see me?" Fitzgerald carried a bag for me, "Our stock has been on a good run recently, do you want to buy some?"

"I actually bought a lot of stocks." I am also very good at financial management. "I want to borrow the eye of God."

"What's the use?" Fitzgerald asked me simply, without asking why I knew he controlled the monitoring of the entire Yokohama.

"Mr. Fitzgerald knows about the recent 'flu' incident?" Seeing him nodding, I continued, "The detective agency has found the base camp of the other party's supernatural beings, but both Mr. Dazai and I think that Majin will not stay there." Waiting for us to catch a turtle in the urn at the base."

It is not the mouse's style to stick to a nest. Although Fei Jia looks like he has been staying at home for a long time in Russia, his Weixin steps in Yokohama are still quite amazing. It is estimated that he has spent a whole year of exercise.

"So, before the ability is released, I have to hit his black stick first." I showed a malicious smile.

It doesn't matter how good Fei Jia is at avoiding the camera, as long as I know where he has been recently, the flowers, plants, cats and birds nearby are my weather vane.

Trapped in the realm of the king, he cannot escape.

Jie Jie Jie, before the Russian Ministry of Foreign Affairs comes to ask for someone, I must try Fei Jia’s canned herring, star-gazing pie and eel jelly, which are the top three dark cuisines in the world, as well as the vigorous stewed chicken cooked by Osamu Dazai himself? Advanced Version and Suehiro Iron Sausage strongly recommend raw shelled eggs.

As a civilized person in a civilized society, I will never deliberately embarrass him.You see he has done so many bad things, didn't I not use violence?Use the love of food to influence this young man who has gone astray. The best way to face fear is to overcome fear. Come on, Ori!

My big guy put his hands on the table and stared at the uneasy engineer who searched for the location of my good friend Fei Jia with the eyes of God. My secretary in the phone-is the secretary assigned by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, not the cute [Pepper Salt Blue Flower] Fish】student—sent me a simple OK.

Don't underestimate the mere two letters. God knows how broken the pure secretary was when he received an order from his boss to ask the logistics department to purchase canned herring. Class to food instead of bioweapons.

I stared at the route and coordinates retrieved by the Eye of God, raised my hand and snapped my fingers crisply, and the wind wound around my fingertips, bringing the king's will to every citizen in the domain.

A spotted sparrow chirped twice, and its small pea eyes reflected a white figure. Fyodolton, who came out of a small supermarket with frozen food in his hands, stopped and looked up. Look at the gray blue sky.

It seems that there is no difference from the usual appearance, but there is a different kind of vitality spreading in the air, and the invisible connections are connected together like the veins of leaves, and finally form a bunch, which is held in the palm of someone.

An ominous, uneasy premonition spread, and Fyodor heard a violent humming in his chest, hammering his heart like a hammer.

The Seventh King is the Colorless King, a Joker with different abilities in each generation, what is her ability this time?

[Schrödinger's Two or Five Boys] Creating trust will make people ignore the inconspicuous details intentionally or unintentionally, cheat the world, play with reason in the palm of their hands, and not be weakened by the high IQ of the victim.

"An and Qianye can control animals... This is not her ability. The mind control system should only target humans who can be affected by thoughts and illusions." Fyodor's pupils narrowed, "I was deceived, her privilege of the king It is too similar to supernatural powers, so I unconsciously ignored another possibility."

Can the king only command animals?Even for the king who is the least good at fighting, her privileges are not so simple.

"It's not an animal, it's a living thing." Fyodor's eyes rested on the lush flowers and trees in the park, and following his reaction, dense eyes gathered on him.

Ants crawling on the ground, mosquitoes flapping their wings on the dustbin, moths hitting the light source up and down the lamp post, wild cats with green eyes, vicious dogs with salivating teeth...

And on the trunk, leaves that looked like eyeballs turned in his direction one by one.

Got you

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, before Fyodor had time to be surprised, the precise and decisive fatal blow that he had practiced in the multi-party fight came suddenly from behind.

People with high IQs are fatal. Their force value is really not good, especially when they meet unreasonable people like me, it will be very miserable.

I calmly took back the fire stick I borrowed from the supermarket owner, and tapped it slowly in the palm of my hand. The green-eyed cat carefully rubbed against my calf, the vicious dog wagged its tail, and took two sticks from my palm. Ham sausage.

"Good boy, good boy." I patted their heads one by one, and looked at the human-shaped Siberian hamster lying on the ground with my hips on my hips. "It's so troublesome, it's so heavy, I don't want to carry him back."

"Secretary, where do I want the flatbed cart you brought?" I raised my hand and waved at the secretary, "Here, here, drag him back and lock him up."

I watched my secretary move Fei Jia to the flatbed cart specially used for fish vendors. The friendly fragrance of mackerel still lingered on the cart. Everything was so harmonious and friendly, which perfectly reflected the hospitality of Yokohama people.

"Welcome to the Supernatural Secret Service Division? Prison for special detention of superhuman beings, my dear Russian friend." I signed my name on the arrest document brought by my secretary, smiled and said, "Remember my special arrangement Prison meals, at least let him try every variety before he breaks out."

It is impossible to stay in prison forever, and I know Fyodor will find a way out.But as long as I'm in Yokohama for a day, I want him to recall the aroma of canned herring as soon as he sets foot on this land.

If you want to plan [Book], yes, you must pay the price of gastric ulcer first.

"It's over here, have they caught Pushkin?" I looked up at the dark clouds in the sky... No, it's not a cloud, it's a storm.

The tornado destroyed the parking lot, and also destroyed the combat effectiveness of Ivan who was guarding the base camp. Pushkin took advantage of Xin Shuanghei and his idiot colleagues to beat them to death with his chubby legs.

"A dead fellow is not a poor fellow! Let me go first!" Pushkin ran with a wheeze. He hadn't run the 800-meter or 1000-meter physical test all year round. Hui uttered the classic fg lines that villains must die.

Please enjoy the program poetry recitation below, Pushkin: "If Life Deceives You".

Don't be sad, don't be impatient, you need to be calm in the days of hesitation-physical calm, I am shocked, this sky-high cultivation base has collapsed and the earth has fallen into the Zijin Hammer!

"Bang!" The score was scored twice, and it was broadcast again. Kunikida Doppo held the fire stick made by [Dopou Yinke] and shook Pushkin's collar, "Hurry up and take him to the hospital to untie the coercion on the innocent. "

Although the TV broadcast said it was very serious, in fact there were not too many real victims. They were lying in pairs in the ward, and they were silently watching each other's faces except they were unconscious. The sociable people had already chatted It is an excellent display of the strong heart and steel-like tenacious will of the Yokohama people who have gone through vicissitudes.

"I am 25 years old, the CEO of Yokohama Pharmaceutical Company, I like golf and Knox, I like ice mint water, my height is 187, I have no bad habits, and the greatest pleasure is working overtime." A man who buttoned up his hospital gown neatly Sitting upright on the bed, he recited a long series of numbers smoothly.

"I'm 22 years old. I'm a master and doctoral student. I like badminton and tea art. I like ice lemon tea. I'm 172 cm tall. I have no bad habits. The greatest joy is studying." On the bed, she pushed her gold-rimmed glasses, "It's fate to meet, we are very suitable."

"Wow, I'm really right, Pushkin is indeed the number one matchmaker in Yokohama." I followed Yosano Akiko to visit the unfortunate victim who was misfortune by supernatural powers, who would have thought that I would have heard the above conversation.

"This is youth." Yosano Akiko stood with me with her arms folded, and after solving the biggest hidden danger in Yokohama, Fyodor, her mood improved visibly, especially after I told her that I had carefully prepared for Fei Jia After the prison meal, this glamorous and majestic sister laughed out loud on the spot, slapped me on the shoulder, and praised me for a good job.

Thank you sister for your compliment, but sister, you hit someone really hurts, my weak shoulder will be crippled by your slap.

"The next thing is to confess." I said confidently, "Then split up, split up, split up, split up, split up and split up, all kinds of blood went into battle, and finally cleared up the misunderstanding. The man took out the ring, knelt down on one knee and said to his girlfriend—"

"Marry me." In the ward, the man knelt down on one knee and took out a sparkling diamond ring while Yosano Akiko and I were stunned. The girl nodded reservedly and stretched out her hand calmly.

"???" Isn't this plot right?As the god of galgame, I was so confused for the first time, "Have they known each other for more than three days? Direct marriage? Why?"

"Maybe, this is called efficiency." Yosano Akiko said hesitantly, "But it's really fast, why?"

I was really curious, after they put on the rings and confessed their love to each other, they quietly ran up to ask.Is it my fall behind?The love of modern people is so efficient.

"Why?" The man who proposed marriage looked at me strangely, "I like her, and she likes me too, I am ready to put her in my life plan, why can't I propose marriage?"

"Exactly, we are in love, why can't we be together?" The girl who was proposed was also very calm, "I like him enough, so I agree."

Logically, I should think from the perspective of a young girl that she is too sloppy, but for some reason, my perspective is actually from the perspective of a man proposing marriage: Are you ready to put it in your life plan?I did this a few years ago.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that what he said makes sense, and every word is worth savoring carefully as a golden sentence.I also thought of Osamu Dazai's dedicated mailbox for his confidante who still receives affectionate confession emails every day, and Osamu Dazai's intentional or unintentional complaints about my friends of the opposite sex.

A bold and reasonable idea gradually emerged in my mind. It was crazy but cool, and it fit my unconventional style of playing cards. I like it.

It's the season of revival of all things again, and the small animals on the prairie begin to kiss me and I pair up. As a human with the highest IQ among primates, how can we lag behind the pace of nature?

The flowers are blooming and the sky is clear. I plan to find someone to propose to me.

The author has something to say: Qianye: Should I propose a marriage?arrange!

A woman like wind is so efficient.

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